My Tortured Slave (Part 1) - Sex Stories

My Tortured Slave (Part 1)

... away when I tried to attach the vibrators, so I placed a hand on her hip to prevent her. Her face showed discomfort as I securely attached them, then when I was finished I pulled up her bottoms to cover the vibrators. I did it all by touch so I could continue to look at her, and she looked down on me in uneasy nervousness. “Now if you, remove these from yourself for any reason I will empty two charges of maximum strength onto your neck… am I clear” “Yes sir” she replied “I feel like you should thank me more often” “Thank you sir” I looked across her beautiful body and wondered what my next move would be. She crossed her arms when I looked at her painful looking chest. I would like to see the body in action. “Beg me to let you dance for me” her jaw fell open and she gave me a ‘are you serious look’ I placed my hand over the black stick and she imminently asked “Please may I dance for you Sir? “I mean only if you want to” I looked at her and closed my first around the black stick and she blurted out, “Thank you Sir!” and began to swing her hips around, then she bobbed on one leg then the other in a sort of jig “More sexy! Pretend I’m your boyfriend!” she attempted to, but she wasn’t doing it very well. “Have you seen any strippers or dancers on TV?” “Yes sir” “Dance like them”, she still didn’t get it, I fumbled around in my pocket for my phone and found a video of a girl dancing it the manner I liked. I held it up to her but she was still looking at me in the eye. “I give ...

... you permission to look at the screen” she watched it for a minute “can you do that” she nodded slightly, “Good now look at me again and dance” This time it was a little better, but it seemed half hearted. I turned the remote of the vibrator to the max and she fell to the ground hard. She landed on her chest and began humping the floor her body quivering from the effort. She came quickly. I turned them off, her hand instantly moved to the vibrators but at the last second stopped herself and clenched them into fists. She stood up slowly taking her time, panting and glaring at me. “Ready to do it properly now?” “Yes… sir” she stressed the last part her voice heavy with sarcastic tone, and I gave her another orgasm, Watching her twitch helplessly on the ground. When she stood up again I repeated myself and she replied enthusiastically. “Yes sir!” The dancing was much better now she grinded her hips and thrust her chest out while slowly running her hands down the side of her body. She did this without breaking eye contact with me, I got hard and she knew it, her face turning a light red. I motioned with my hand for her to turn slowly and she did, letting me see her incredible ass jiggle ever so often with the movements. She broke eye contact with me for a split second as she turned in a complete circle but I didn’t mind. “Play with your tits” she stopped, and looked at me pleading with her eyes ‘don’t make me’ “I didn’t say stop dancing did I?” “No master” and she continued dancing ...